Strange world. I keep wondering about the sort of anxiety people who lived in 1929 felt about what the future held. I am dealing with solitary confinement well enough. Once two weeks from my last interactions with people outside my household passed, I felt a lot safer. No fever or coughs to concern me. Runny nose is due to spring pollen.
So getting a lot of reading done and watching stuff on Amazon Prime and Netflix. I am not much of a binger. Two episodes is usually enough in one sitting. I watched Tiger King like a sizeable portion of the American public. I got to the end and felt like I had wasted 7 hours of my life. There is no need to watch the bonus episode as I had no interest in what any of them had to say. I felt almost the same about Giri Haji, the Japanese English detective series. Another 7 episodes with an unsatisfying ending that included the teen daughter incongruously choosing the song below on a jukebox in a cafe in London. Does "seem like a mighty long time." But on the positive side, Better Call Saul, Curb Your Enthusiasm, Plot Against America and Money Heist have all been very good. Also just started Killing Eve.
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